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So, they left...
So, they left...
I know the last few days have been information and hurricane overload for everyone who's been anywhere near a television, but it bears repeating: if you haven't made a donation or otherwise helped out the victims of this terrible disaster, do something. A dollar, a can of food donated to your local food bank, a letter to the local newspaper if you notice price-gouging at the pump. Every little bit helps.
My family, luckily, had the time and resources to evacuate the area. My cousin and her husband live in Metairie (North New Orleans), but her mother (my uncle's ex-wife) and her husband live in Picayune, MS, a short drive northeast of there. The ex and hubby were staying with my uncle up until today...
when hubby, tired of hearing the same newscasts over and over again, and no news about their area, made the incredibly STUPID decision to drive back. We'll take back-country roads, he said. The farmers that live along those roads probably have them clear.
Uh, hello? What if the farmers have evacuated just like you? What if their tractors and trucks are flooded? And how are you going to get anywhere near it when all the main highways south of Jackson are limited access?
They left early this morning and we haven't heard anything from them. The absurd thing is that I seem to be the only one to question their little excursion - even though my cousin is the only one of that branch of the family I've ever met. I only know the others through pictures taken 30 years ago on slide film (that I'm desperately trying to scan and digitize before the humid Mississippi weather destroys it).
I know that I'm rambling, but I want to say this: if ANYONE living in the storm-ravaged area has any illusions about going back there, DON'T, at least not until the authorities say it's okay. No material goods - not your house, not your car, not your grandmother's 100-year-old cuckoo-clock - are worth risking your life. If you really care about your family and friends, don't put them through the stress.
On a lighter note, I'm really happy that places like this exist at times like this. Everyone should take some time. Read a new profile, or contact someone on your hotlist you haven't met yet, and enjoy each other's company.
Everybody needs friends. I for one wouldn't mind making one that likes giving anal.
9/4/2005 11:59 pm
Well, I do like Sheryl Crow's song "Lucky." But I'm not necessarily just all about that.
You and I have a few things in common, mizzkitka, and I promise you, I'm not ruling out finding my soulmate. She just needs to be a little more adventurous in the bedroom than the women I've been dating (meaning, she actually knows where it is).